Challenge 681 - A little TLC
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m_findlowTitle: A little TLC
Character: Jack, Ianto
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Length: 200 words
Content notes: none
Author notes: Written for Challenge 681 - Ache at![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
tw100
Summary: Jack has to look at the bright side of being injured. A double drabble.
'Everything hurts,' Jack complained, feeling every last bone and muscle in his body aching something awful.
'I know,' Ianto said gently, tending to Jack's wounds with that same gentle patience as he spoke. 'That's what happens when you throw yourself into a building just before it explodes and collapses on top of you.' He didn't say it with malice or chastisement, more just a general observation, like they were discussing the weather.
'You should have just left me there to die' . Sometimes having to suffer through the healing process the old-fashioned way was worse than the sudden pain of death, followed by the horror of resurrection.
'You know we wouldn't let that happen,' Ianto replied, still talking in that calm, relaxed tone. Jack found it soothing, and far better than when Ianto flew off the handle at him in a rage.
'I don't think there's a bit of me that doesn't ache,' he said, even as Ianto was applying an ice pack to the back of his head with one hand and massaging his shoulder and back with the other.
'Probably not,' Ianto agreed, 'but then again if you'd died, you wouldn't be getting pampered now.'
'S'pose that's a plus.'
Character: Jack, Ianto
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Length: 200 words
Content notes: none
Author notes: Written for Challenge 681 - Ache at
tw100Summary: Jack has to look at the bright side of being injured. A double drabble.
'Everything hurts,' Jack complained, feeling every last bone and muscle in his body aching something awful.
'I know,' Ianto said gently, tending to Jack's wounds with that same gentle patience as he spoke. 'That's what happens when you throw yourself into a building just before it explodes and collapses on top of you.' He didn't say it with malice or chastisement, more just a general observation, like they were discussing the weather.
'You should have just left me there to die' . Sometimes having to suffer through the healing process the old-fashioned way was worse than the sudden pain of death, followed by the horror of resurrection.
'You know we wouldn't let that happen,' Ianto replied, still talking in that calm, relaxed tone. Jack found it soothing, and far better than when Ianto flew off the handle at him in a rage.
'I don't think there's a bit of me that doesn't ache,' he said, even as Ianto was applying an ice pack to the back of his head with one hand and massaging his shoulder and back with the other.
'Probably not,' Ianto agreed, 'but then again if you'd died, you wouldn't be getting pampered now.'
'S'pose that's a plus.'
